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[secondbornsun]

WHO: daffo
WHERE: daffo
WHEN: we're home now

[ so after operation rescue biscuit turned into operation pudding enrichment the gang(TM) is making it home... biscuit got ahead of them, possibly/probably is in the clinic getting patched up by cinnamon. muffin and tart come by later, hauling pudding's ass home. possibly teleute is here too but don't worry about it. anyway it's our tearful reunion now ]

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[secondbornsun]

[ dad dumped pudding's body onto one of the sun room's couches and now he's doing a tired headcount of everyone, where y'all at, where is biscuit, are you healed yet

if he is dripping blood from somewhere don't worry about it ]

[villainrole]

[Sometimes you just become a boss and then you realize you like the people you're trying to kill and then you knock yourself out by forcing your lungs to shut off for a moment.

Still less of a hassle than fighting a perverted stalker clown.

But he doesn't get out of the chairs yet, he's just pulling out the Bandit's Secret book and flipping through the pages. He's tapping at the page with the wolf's face on there, and then hums to himself, closing the book.

And he'll get up to go find people, in particular Biscuit, but he's coming after all of the Daffodils, ty. Honored guests are also liable to be chased by the trash panda, thanks.]

[secondbornsun]

Awake?

[ when he starts moving again ]

[rugpull]

[biscuit is home, bundled up, drinking tea....

and braiding Cinnamon's hair

but once people are entering the home his ears perk]

[villainrole]

[walks over and stands in front of him]

[secondbornsun]

We're home.

[ dumping pudding's body onto the couch ]

[thefinalcontract]

[Hair being braided and perhaps a little bit of nodding off while Biscuit works.

There's a gentle rumble. Kind of like a purr? No. Just a rumble. For sure.]

[thefinalcontract]

[Got Biscuit back to the barn on his back. Set him up all cozy, wrapped him in blankets, shoved a warm cup of tea in his hands and is now working on a nice and light stew for him.

It's just about done when everyone starts to pile back in and Cinnamon is intent on staying out from underfoot and keeps busy in the kitchen.

Soup for all the tired Daffodils!]

[rugpull]

It smells good...

[secondbornsun]

[ popping his head into the kitchen ]

I want meat.

[villainrole]

Cinna can even cook . . . a powerful figure is before me . . .

[electricflock]

Cinnamon! How were things here?

[electricflock]

We're hoooooome!

[shifting forms as soon as they're back and planting facefirst into a pile of sheep

NO MORE SCREAMING MIST, ONLY SOFT BAAS]

[rugpull]

Welcome back.

[villainrole]

[he'll eventually show up, an hr later or something, when he finally wakes up.]

[secondbornsun]

How d'ya have so much energy . . .

[finalbows]

[ lil angelcube popping up a goodly amount of time after they've gotten back. Rose was fashionably late. ]

Testing, testing, one two three...

[finalefantasy]

[she's too tired to even try to fuck anyone in this house up

bird loafs unobtrusively on one of the sheep and just kinda vibes with her eyes shut instead, even if she can't sleep]

[thefinalcontract]

[Places a bowl of soup next to her. Images of this flood the mind for one reason or another.]

[secondbornsun]

[ thanks ]

[villainrole]

[electricflock]

[chirps a purr at]

[afineknight]

[ eventually, after helping people and having shit stocked and just running around in general, Crois will drag himself back to the Daffodil barn.

he won't even bother going up to his room though, he's flopping in the sun room. ]

[secondbornsun]

[ agree

looking him over from where he is, just making sure he doesn't smell like open wounds himself ]

[survivaltricks]

[sometime after treating his burn wounds + making sure Yata is okay + making sure Melody is okay (whenever Bluebell returns), Lupin makes his rounds to Daffodil!]

[KNOCK KNOCK]

[secondbornsun]

[ i'm sorry he's not getting the door

surely someone is getting the door though ,, ]

[mykidisthebest]

[knockknockknockknockknockknockknock (polite) (urgent) Lethe cannot even be bothered to clean up so he's beat to heck and bloody but he is CHECKING ON THE KIDNAPPED PEOPLE!!!]

[secondbornsun]

[ not getting up,,,,,,,,,,

surely someone else will,,,,,,,,,,, ]